The here and now... and what and why

Complacency is a trap. At least that’s what I was thinking when I up and left the comfort of a Yankee prep school gig, where I taught music, amongst other things, for 28 years. There was also that life long career as a composer, musician and artist.

First, it was a year in St. Thomas, USVI, working as a reporter and shooting photography and then, a year in San Agustin Etla, Oaxaca, Mexico.Time passed.More time passed and a year back in the Athens of America followed by a hasty return to Oaxaca where it is all happening.A couple of years in San Sebastian Etla and now, just down the road in San Pablo Etla. Life is good.

Click on an image to see it larger.For additional photography please visit my flickr page.You can find my music on Jango(World & latin - Worldbeat) and at iTunes and most online stores.¡Soy consciente de todas las tradiciones del Internet!If you are coming to Oaxaca, please contact me for tours or advice.

The hereafter re me

Friday, November 18, 2016

Colors and classics

There is a similarity to the end of the rainy season in Oaxaca and autumn, here in New England. In Oaxaca, the leaves change color and fall, leaving the trees denuded until next year. The land slowly goes dormant. In New England it is a little more dramatic with colors like these.

Walking on a red carpet...

One of my meditations, a very long standing one, is to think of each leaf as a human being, each one singular and unique. It's a fun, yet important exercise, especially when you get down to contemplating each pine needle or the billions of leaves that end up falling and turning into mulch carpets covering the forest's floors.

And where they end up still depends on which way the wind blows.

And it's not only the leaves that are colorful and unique. Classic New England Victorian architecture.

So different from the colors and architecture of Oaxaca. Viva la difference!